Job 9:24-28

“The earth is handed over to the wicked; He covers the faces of its judges. If it is not He, then who is it?

“Now my days are swifter than a runner; They flee away, they see no good.

“They slip by like reed boats, Like an eagle that swoops on its prey.

“Though I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put my face in order and be cheerful,’

I am afraid of all my pains, I know that You will not acquit me.